Chapter 3

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         I wake up in Justin’s arms and I push him away, and stumble off the bed falling. Justin wakes up at the sound of me. “Sorry,” I mutter and stand up. I shudder.
        “What’s wrong?” he asks confused hand running through his hair.
         “Nothing forget it,” I say mumbling and head to the bathroom, and start a shower. I thought he was Jay. I grab a towel and step in the cold shower. I shampoo and condition my hair than just stand there for another thirty minutes slowly cleaning my body with body wash.
         I step out wrapping the bland white towel around me. Jay walks in as I go into my suitcase and decide a more presentable outfit today. He hugs me from behind. “Did he do something to you?”
          “Just confused the fuck outta me,” I say and drop my towel and put on some underwear. Jason mutters something and grabs my waist pulling me to him. I wrap my arms around his neck and smirk at him. He just pulls me into a hug. “I’m so glad you’re okay,” he whispers in my ear. I smile up at him and turn back to my back.
         I throw on some light washed blue jeans a plain blue dressy shirt and a leather jacket. I braid my hair to the side and grab a pair of white sunglasses. Before I put the sunglasses on I decide to do my makeup. Mascara and winged eyeliner. I sigh and put the sunglasses away deciding not to wear them.
Justin knocks on the door, “Tess are you okay?” he asks concerned. I open the door.
         “Yeah I’m fine, we slept in late you should get ready to go,” I tell him and walk by him down the stairs.
I head to the kitchen and get some fruits and oatmeal ready. I eat the fruit and a spoonful of oatmeal but can’t stomach the rest of it.
          “You gonna eat that?” Justin motions at the oatmeal. I shake my head and he digs in.
        “What car are we taking?” he mumbles his mouth full.
         “jeep,” I smile. God I love that car.
         “It's been awhile since I’ve driven that thing,” he says nodding. Me and him go half and half on all the cars he’s bought. Probably 30 of them. Including my favorite a  black 1967 Chevy Impala, 327, 4-barrel, V-8 engine, automatic, 4-dr, Hardtop. At 11 we get in the jeep and drive to the station.
        Beep. ‘He doesn’t know you’re coming,” Dan’s brother messages. Beep. ‘this better be worth it,’
         ‘it is,” I reply ‘I’m heading over now.’
          When we pull into the station I take a deep breath. “You got your shit together right?” I ask Justin.
          “I’m a professional,” he scoffs in faint disbelief.
           “Ok than let's get going,” I say, before I open the door he grabs my hand.
           “Are you sure you want to do this?” he asks.
            “I owe him,” I whisper and get out of the car. I walk into the station and no one looks at me, I’m just another person. Until I reach Dan’s desk. He doesn’t look up until Brian clears his throat.
          He looks up and almost gasp but hold my composure. He looks like he hasn’t slept in days. “Hey,” I whisper as his eyes widen. “We need to talk,” I tell him and look at Brian. “All of us,” I say.
          He seems to think, than nods. He takes me into the interrogation room. I put a file on the desk. He looks at it crossing his arms then picks it up. “Where did you find this?” he whispers.
           “I have informants,” I say. “I’m bringing him in, I’m going undercover,” I tell him.
         “No your not I will send in a swat team.” He growls.
           “You know he will know about it before it happens, it's either me or he goes free,” I cross my arms. “With or without you I’m gonna do this, I just need somewhere to put him afterword,”
          Brian takers the file out of dan's hands. “Shit Tess,” his eyes widen, “she’s right though Dan, she is the only one with enough experience in the field. Plus she knows this guy inside and out.” He looks at Dan.
         “You have to do this,” Brian says.
           “fuck!” Dan yells, then he turns to me, “You do this and if anything seems off you get outta there,”
          “Dan if I have to go home with him I will,” I cross my arms. “I’m not letting him get away.”
         “Woah,” Justin holds up his hands, “In no situation are you going home with him,” He glares at me. I glare back.
          “I'll do whatever it takes, are you in or not,” I look at them all. They nod, “Then let's make a plan,” I uncross my arms. Plan made, no wires he’s too good for that. I gulp as I look at the clothes in the police station. I shake my head. “In definitely wearing my own,” I say and Nod to busting who goes to grab the stuff out of the car. He comes back with my bookbag and hands it to me. I go through the clothes and settle on a blue, skintight dress that hugs my butt. I re braid my hair and do my makeup. This guy likes someone who doesn’t try to hard. Someone who’s strong, who is bored with what she has. Someone who’s looking for a little adventure. Justin gets dressed.
         I walk out of the police station with Justin the officer's eye me up. I walk out the door without looking anyone and get in the jeep. He trades the jeep for a sleeker more modern black jeep. We head to the club where Smith is supposed to be at. I sigh as I get out of the car. Justin walks over and puts my hand on his elbow. I start the act now and roll my eyes.
           As we walk into the bar I sit down at the bar letting Justin do whatever not before Jason sees me with him ads he kisses me on the cheek. I don’t even watch him walk away as I sit at the bar and order a shot. I down it and look around. As the bartender flirts with me I give him a fake smile as I look around the room bored. I see Jason eyeing me. I give him a slight nod and get up, leaving the bartender alone.
           One of the drunken girls comes up to me and starts grinding and giggling. Perfect opportunity. As I dance with the girl I wink at Jason, he’s good looking for his age. He smirks at me. I raise my hands above my head still dancing with the girl. I sway my hips daring him to come after a girl who came here with someone. He downs his drink and walks over to me. I ignore him while another girl comes over to us.
            The girl starts making out with me surprising me but I go with it. Someone puts their hands on my waist forcing my hips to sway against them. I stop kissing the girl and just dance with her. He rubs himself against me. I put my head back into his chest.
         “Get off of her,” Justin growls. I turn around ignoring him and rolling my eyes. “I said get off of her,”
           “Fuck off,” Jason says rolling his eyes, “or i'll get my boys to do it for you,” he smirks. Justin’s mouth drops and he looks at me. I roll my eyes and continue dancing with Jason as he walks away.
        I unbutton the top of Jason’s shirt and rub his shoulders. “Want to do something fun?” he drawls out.
         “If it gets me away from him for a while why not,” I give him a mischievous smile.
         “Follow me” he smirks and walks towards the back door.
         “Why are we going out the back?” I ask him. “In not drunk,” I tell him. He eyes my body.
        “I thought…” he draws away. He thought I was a a baiter.
          “In not a slut,” I cross my arms. “Forget it,” I turnaround and walk toward the bar.
        “look,” he grabs my arm.
         “You look,” I twist my arm away from him. “I came here looking for a Good time. My boyfriend is the most boring thing in the world. I'll just get with someone else, forget it.” I roll my eyes and head towards the front door.
         “In sorry it's just I’ve had people play with me before,” he pauses, “ but I know you’re not. Do you want to go somewhere with me?” he asks. “I'll show you a good time,” he smirks.
        I pretend to think about it. “Fine, but if I get bored in leaving,” I tell him. He nods and walks with me into the parking lot. He opens the back of the car and I slide in. H slides in next to me. He pulls my hair back roughly and lies on top of me. I fake a moan loudly trying not to vomit as I remember him with my mom.
         “Beg for me,” he growls.
          “Please don’t that’s just plain nasty,” Dan says from the front seat and cocks his gun as the window rolls down.
        “What the fuck!” I yell. And back away from the gun. I look at Jason who’s eyes are wide.
          “Why is there a fucking gun to your head?” I fake panic. He holds up His hands. Someone opens his door.
          “Both of you step out of the car hands up!” a officer yells. First Jason slides out than I do.
         They read us our rights and cuff us. Jason shakes his head and they put us into the police car. “Grand,” he mutters. “Don’t worry we will be out in a couple of hours.”
        “no you wont,” Dan says, “before you ran the jurry sentenced you to life, no bail, no probation. you're never getting out.” He sneers. “the lady on the other hand may need to go to jury for prostitution.”
        “Excuse you!” I raise my eyebrows. He just turns around. I kick his seat and cross my legs. “This is bullshit,” I cuss. And as we pull into the jail I know where we are. This jails for the big boys. He’s never getting out. I groan as they take him out and leave me here. After 45 minutes someone slides in the car. Dan.
         “You did it,” he says.
           “We did it,” I say. “can you get me outta these things?” he nods and unlocks my cuffs. I sigh and rub my wrists
           “Thank you,” he mutters.
           “I owed you one,” I give him a half smile. “Look I gotta go call someone, i'll talk you later,” I say and open the door.
           “Wait,” he says. I close the door and he climbs on top of me. My eyes widen.
          “Dan get off of me,” I warn him. He massages my breast ignoring me. I knew him in the balls and push him off and get out of the car. I close the door in his face and run into Brian.
        “Woah,” he holds my shoulders, “Whats wrong?”
          “You need to get your brother a shrink,” I say and shrug him off to go meet Justin.
        I shudder and step into Justin’s car. “What’s wrong?” he asks.
         “Nothing just cold,” I smile at him. “I’m gonna call Jay.” I mutter and take out my phone.
         “Hello?” he answers.
         “Hey it's done,” I whisper afraid to talk any louder.
          “Okay,” he says. “Good,”
            “I’m heading back now.” I whisper.
           “Ok,” he says and hangs up.
            “Ready?” Justin asks.
          “Yeah,” I nod. He grabs my hand.
           He gives a soft smile and squeezes as he heads down the highway to return me to Jay. We stop at the hospital on the way. I ask them to transfer Nate to a hospital near Jays. It's better and more convenient. I sign papers and they say they will fly him there tomorrow.
         I sigh as we pull up to Jay's house 13 hours later. See spent two hours at the hospital. Its three pm and Jay walks outside to meet me.
         “You can stay here,” Jay says to Justin. “Sell your place get one up here. Tess needs you close,” he looks at me as Justin pulls away.
         He steps towards me, “Look I’m sorry Jay I didn’t mean to flip out on you earlier.”
         “I’m glad you did,” he says walking into the house.
           “Good I’m glad you know what you want now,” I say following him up the stairs, “glad I warned you before something happened.” I say.
           “I know what I want,” he nods and takes a step closer, he pulls me into a kiss surprising me. He pulls away, “I want you,” he whispers in my ear causing me to shiver. He pulls me back into his arms kissing me as he opens his door. I jump up wrapping my legs around him. I kick the door shut when we get inside. He locks it. I grind against him causing him to moan my name.
        “Are you sure?” I ask. Although I’m not sure. What if I’m still using him?
       He nods, “I’m just as broken,” he whispers and sucks on my neck.
         “fuck,” I moan and pull off his shirt.
          “My pleasure,” he chuckles as he plays with the bottom of my dress and puts me on the bed. I lift it up and he pulls it over my head. He admires my body for a few seconds. I run my hands through his hair, then unzip his. Jeans which he kicks off. He plays with the back of my bra in a questioning manner I nod giving him permission. He takes it off and throws it to the side. He grinds against me while massaging my breasts. I put my hand in his hair and pull him to me. I flip him over lying on top of him. I slide his boxers past his hips slowly. He groans in anticipation. I smile and pull his boxers completely off. I spread his legs so I fit in between them. I grab his shaft and rub down.
        “Shit,” he moans in pleasure. I lower my mouth to him and blow on his tip. Sending shivers down his body. I put my mouth around him holding his shaft In place. He juts his waist up in pleasure. When I remove my mouth before I can put it back on he pulls me up to him.
          “Stop torturing me,” he moans and flips me onto my back. “I’ve never been this hard,” he groans. he plays with the top of my underwear, “This alright?” he asks. I nod. He teases me putting himself in me through my panties. I jut my waist up impatient. He groans.
        “Please Jay,” I plead with him.
      “What do you want Tess?” he questions, “Tell me what you want,”
        “Put your fucking dick in me,” I groan.
           He smirks and takes off my panties. He puts his fingers in me and feels around than takes them out. He thrusts himself into me. I dig my nails into his shoulders.
            “God you feel so good,” he moans as he thrusts inside me. He takes himself out and positions himself and enters me again. Our bodies tight together I nibble on his bottom lip pulling it towards me. Than licking it in attempt to soothe it.
         “Shit Jay,” I say, warning him in almost at my climax. He goes slower instead of faster teasing me. “Jayyyy,” I moan his name. He chuckles and goes faster, I dig my nails into his back as I reach my climax. He releases at the same time. My eyes roll back in pleasure.
            He takes himself out of me, “fuck,” he says and plops down next to me.
            He wraps an arm around me and pulls my front into his. He buries his face into my neck. “Goodnight,” he mumbles kissing my neck.
           “Goodnight,” I whisper.
          I get up before Jay and I hurry up and get dressed. I hit myself in the head and go to the other room and take a shower. I hear a knock on the door. “One sec!” I yell and pull on some clothes.
         I open the door to a shirtless Jay. Quickly I close it. “Please put a shirt on,” I tell him through the door.
           “One minute,” he says and leaves the room. A couple seconds later he knocks on the door again. He raises his eyebrows.
         “We barely know each other,” I tell him. “I don’t know your mom's name, your middle name, hell I don’t even know your favorite color. I don’t want to start something when we don’t know the slightest thing about each other.” I breath deeply. Making excuses.
        “Won’t all of that come?” he smiles.
      “All of that is suppose to come BEFORE the sex Jay!” I breath out.
       “Before the mind blowing sex?” he smirks. I push him slightly laughing.
        “Can't we just let it come?” he asks.
       “My pants stay on until it does,” I tell him walking out the door. He follows me.
         “My favorite colors blue, yours?” he smiles at me.
          “Green,” I tell him, “but that is not my point, you know my point, if you want to leave it at us using each other we can,” I say and continue walking down the stairs. I enter the kitchen, “do you care if I make some breakfast?”
         “the house is yours,” he says smiling. I narrow my eyes at him and go through the cupboards trying to find a pan. I turn around to Jay holding a pan in his hand smirking. I take it from his hand trying not to smile. I put it on the stove. And go through the fridge pulling out eggs bacon and potatoes. I look in the freezer and find some mixed stir fry veggies. Bingo.
          “How many eggs?” I ask him.
        “As many times as you moaned my name last night,” I swivel around to a smirking Jay.
       “Fuck you,”
         “Already accomplished,” he winks and I can’t help but laugh.
          I try to compose myself, “how many eggs do you want?” I say.
         “By my count?” he tilts his head, “43,” I feel the blush rise to my cheeks.
         “4 it is,” I say, my breath hitching as I put some butter on the pan. “Omelet?” I ask.
        “surprise me,” he whispers in my ear causing me to jump. I turn around as Derek walks in.
        “Derek can you get this fucker out of here?” I ask. Jay smirks at me.
       I turn around and finish cooking his ruined omelet. I put it and the bacon on a plate I put the potatoes back to distracted to cook them.
       “I ruined it, because you made me jump,” I say not looking in his eyes. He chuckles and sits at the table.
         “Derek?” I ask.
           “No thanks I just ate, thanks though,” he smiles and sits down at the table.
           I put the eggs and the package of bacon away and grab some fruit. “You're not making some for you?” Jay asks.
         “I uh, I don’t eat meat or dairy,” I say scratching the back of my neck nervous.
          “I see, more power to ya,” he smiled and lightly kicks my foot with his. He puts his hand on my thigh. I stand up and put the fruit away.
             “I can’t eat or do stuff with you looking at me like that. So will you stop looking at me like that?” I ask him. His lips turn up into a small smirk. As he looks at my body.
         “Like what?” he asks innocently. I look at Derek.
         “Am I being stupid or is he looking at me the way I think he’s looking at me?” I ask him.
          “He is,” he laughs.
         “Like what,” Jay states.
            “Like you’ve seen me naked,” …”like you’ve seen her naked,” we say at the say time.
         “I have,” he states his smirk growing.
       “Ok imma go now,” Derek says and my cheeks grow very, very warm. Derek leaves the house.
         “Not cute,” I tell him closing my eyes and then I remember what’s happening to Nate I start breathing in and out.
         “What color green?” he asks.
        “What?” I ask confused.
         “What’s your favorite green?” he asks.
           “Um-um I like them all as long as they don’t look like poop,” I say breathing deeply. H knows I’m having a panic attack he’s trying to get my mind off of it.
          “What are the first three shades that come to mind,” he asks rubbing my back.
          “um-um Olive, forest, lime,” I mumble. “Fuck it,” I say and pull him into my lips. He’s surprised at first but kisses back.   
        “Bedroom,” I mumble.
        He picks me up and carries me up the stairs. He takes me into the bedroom and sets me on the bed. I unbutton his shirt. He looks at me.
        “Tess no,” he says.
          I keep going pushing his shirt off of him. “Tess no,” he holds me back. “Tess look at me.” I look at his eyes breathing heavily.
          “You can be weak in front of me, I won’t judge you,” he says.
        “No, no,” I say hitting his chest.
           “Tess babe, you can be weak in front of me,” he says kissing the top of my head. “You can ugly cry and you will still be beautiful,” he says but I know he’s using me still.
          i squeeze his arm and wrap my arms and legs around him my face in his neck and I cry. He rubs my back and rocks me back and forth. “Nate, he’s not doing good,” I tell him crying.
        “I know,” he whispers.
          “On my way from home yesterday, when I stopped at the hospital, they said..” I cry into his shoulder, “they said there’s a high chance he won’t make it,” I tell him. Then my breath hitches.
            “That’s not why I slept with you,” I tell him, or maybe it was. It definitely was.
         “Hey,” he whispers.
         “I don’t know how to deal with this, if if something happens to him,” I say.
         “I'll be here for you no matter what,” he says. My phone beeps. I look at it.
           ‘Your brother has been successfully transferred,’ it reads.
        “Jay,” I whisper. And give him my phone.
         “Do you wanna go see him?” he asks.
         “I need a shower first,” I tell him. He nods.
           “I'll wait downstairs,” he gets off the bed.
           “No,” I say. He turns to me eyebrows raised, “Stay?” I bites my lip nervous that Maybe I went to far. I look at my feet, “Please?” I ask him. Suddenly he grabs my hand.
        “Tess,” he looks me in the eyes. “I need to tell you something,” I look at him questioningly.
           “I-“ he pauses “my middle name is Edward.” He finishes.
          “I like it,” I smile. He kisses me than. The kiss was filled with so much need and passion. i kiss him back. He brings me into the bathroom and starts a shower. He takes my clothes off for me and I him. He steps into the shower and invites me in. I reach for his hand than feel the warm water on my arm and my eyes widen.
            “what? What’s wrong?” he asks.  
          “Nothing it's just….warm,” I look away from him.
           “Hey,” I look at him and he turns the faucet from hot to cold, “easy fix,” he shrugs smiling.
         “Thank you,” I smile and step in with him. He pulls me to him in the shower and rubs my back with soap. Thaan pulls away slightly and washes my chest and torso and legs and private area. He pulls me to him again. I can feel him shivering and realize he’s torturing himself for me. I let go of him and turn the water up to where he had it before.
        “You don’t have to-“
         “Yes I do,” I smile and pull him into a kiss. He kisses me back. He pulls away and looks me in the eyes.
          I pull him into a hug. He helps me do my hair and we get out of the shower. I throw on a black and white striped dress and and put on mascara and wing my eyeliner. I look in the mirror and smile as Jay comes up behind me and wraps his arms around my waist.
          “You’re gorgeous,” he whispers and kisses my neck.
          “You didn’t have to dress up for this,” I smile at him.
         “He’s your brother, I took you away from him. It's my fault this happen, of course I have to,” he says with a sad smile.
          “It's not your fault!” I tell him turning around. But it is.
          “I’m not sure he will see it that way,” he say. He clears his throat, “let's go,” he grabs my hand i hesitate but let him and he leads me down the stairs.
         When we get to the hospital it's hectic. I walk inside.
            “Doctor!” a nurse yells “room 213 flatline!” I walk up to the desk.
         “Hi I’m looking for my brother Nate, he just transferred here as few hours ago,” I smile at the young nurse. She taps on her keyboard, “Nate Young?”
        “Yes ma'am,” I nod.
        “Room 213 just up the stairs third room on the left only family members allowed.” She smiles.
        I freeze, eyes wide. I gulp and run following her directions. Nate you fucker hold on. I run into the room. “Nurse get her the fuck outta here!” what I assume the doctor yells. Two nurses try and push me back, Jay wraps an arm around my and pulls me back.
         “No!” I yell, “Dammit Nate!” I scream. The nurses shut the door and Jay pulls me into a chair.
        “Shhhhh,” Jay grabs my hand as I curl up in his lap.
        “can you text Justin?” I ask him.
          “I don’t have his number,”
          “use my phone I removed the password,” I say putting my face in his neck.
         He picks up my phone and calls Justin. “Its Nate,” he says, Then puts down the phone. “He hung up,”
         “he understands,” I assure him. And he squeezes me.
He picks my phone back up and I let him, I have nothing to hide. He already knows I’m a whore. Half an hour later Justin shows up. Jay stiffens as Justin looks at us, but as Justin sees my face he walks over and kneels in front of us.
        “What’s happening?” he asks.
       “He uh-he uh flatline and-and no one's come ou-out,” I stutter in a whisper. He puts his hand on My knee.
         “Everything’s gonna be okay,” he smiles, “Your brothers one tough fucker a little internal bleeding isn’t gonna knock him down,” he kisses my forehead, rubs my knee and sits down a seat away from us waiting. The door to the room opens and everyone stands up immediately.
        The nurses a n d doctors faces look grim. But one nurse can’t help but hold a smile. “He’s gonna be fine,” the doctor says. “We took care of the internal bleeding, he will need to stay another 48 hours for observation, but I am confident everything will be smooth from this point,” he smiles.
          “Thank you so much,” I shake his hand.
         “You can see him now if you like,” I nod and the doctor opens the door for me. I run to his bed and grab his hand. He’s asleep.
         “C’mon Nate, wake up,” I whisper squeezing his hand. Ten minutes later his eyes start to flicker open.
          “Hey little brother,” I smile at him.
          “A couple minutes…” he smiles and shakes his head. “What are you doing here?” he asks.
          “Jay brought me,” I tell him smiling. His heart rate picks up on the monitor.
          “He’s not that bad Nate, he’s treated me so much better than Ty.” I assure him.
           “Good,” he mutters. “This is his fault though,” he waves to himself and my stomach drops.
           “No, no, no it's not.” I tell him, it is but he doesn’t need to gem himself in more trouble than he already is by hating him. “He was so pisses when Jillian told us you were hurt, its Ty's fault,” I tell him.
            He looks into my eyes and nods. “Okay,” he says and his heart beat goes back to normal. “Let him in,” he says calmly.
         “I really don’t think it’s a good idea, especially if you blame him…” I pause, “He blames himself,” he squeezes my hand.
       “Let them in,” he whispers. I sigh and nod.
         Walking to the door my heart starts racing. He stiffened when Justin came, maybe he didn’t really mean it maybe it just slipped out in the moment. I breath out and open the door closing it behind me. “He wants you to go in,” I tell them. Justin looks at me, nods and goes in closing the door. Behind him.
          “What’s wrong?” Jay asks grabbing my hands.
         “Nothing, it's just…. I can’t believe Ty would do this,” I shake my head.
         “I'll get him back for this,” he promises me. “Come on,” he drops my hands and opens the door for me.
         “Jason Smith is in jail,” I hear Justin tell Nate.
          “Justin I don’t think now’s a good-“ nate waves me off.
           “Who got him?” he asks. I glare at Justin.
            “me,” I look at him. He looks at Jay.
         “You son of a bitch,” he growls, “how could you let her do something like that?”
          “You let her do it her whole life,” Jay growls back.
         “Boys,” I roll my eyes. “First of all he didn’t have a choice, he told me not to do it and I did it anyways. He couldn’t even be there because I involved the police. So get your panties out of a twist,” I cross my arms and raise my eyebrows at my brother.
         “Sorry, I know how she is I should've expected it to be her decision,” he runs his hand through his hair, “Just don’t treat her like Ty did,” he looks at Jay. Jay grabs my hand and intertwines our fingers.
         “I won’t,” he says nodding.
           “The bitch is texting!” Justin’s phone says and I can’t help but break into laughter.
        “Why is your phone yelling the bitch is texting?” Jay asks.
           “Its Ty,” he explains and looks at the phone. His face goes pale.
          “Justin?” I walk over to him. He doesn’t respond. I look over his shoulder at his phone.
         ‘I’ve got Amy.” It reads. 'Bring Tess to me or you know what happens.’
           “Shit,” I whisper. “Take me to him Justin,”
          “no,” he says. “No I’m not giving him what he wants.”
         “What’s going on?” Jay asks.
          “He has my little sister,” I take Justin’s phone and call Ty.
         “Whatsapp traitor?” he answers.
         “If you hurt her I will kill you,” I tell him and hang up.
I call Jillian, “yo,”
         “What the fuck is going on where the hell is Amy?” I ask him.
          “I’m heading to Jay's right now, promise me they won’t shoot on sight,” he says, “Amy’s with me, I’m gonna need someplace to stay after this shit,” he mutters.
          “Thank you Jillian.” I breath, “i'll make sure they don’t shoot on sight,” I say and hang up.
          I look at Justin, “Jill has Amy they’re heading to Jay's right now, they are gonna need backup,” I say turning to Jay. He nods and walks out of the room.
           “Nate,” I look at him, “I'll be here tomorrow around this time,” I say and walk out the door after he nods, Justin following me out the door.
          “He has 3 cars full of my men following him,” jay says.
         “What now?” Justin asks.
          I put my hand on his shoulder, “Now we wait.”

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